#dwalinori

sammisteele:

gayngelofthelord:

heartsnbruises:

BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS BUNNIES IN SWEATERS

are you sure they’re not

…jumpers?

OH DEAR GOD

KILI YOU GET BACK HERE AND GET THE PLOT BUNNIES IN ORDER!!!

Ori: I knitted them their wee jumpers.  The poor things were cold, even with all the fur. 

Balin: Dwalin looks especially good in that jumper you made for him… er… brings out his eyes. 

Ori: Here.  I made one for you too.

Balin: *melts*

Dori: *cries* 

rusty-chevy:

an-odd-ducky:

“What did you just say about Ori?” Dwalin’s ready to defend his little scribe’s honor. 

And somewhere in the background we hear Ori shout “Dwalin son of Fundin, you put your shirt back on right now! No one gets to ogle that chest but ME!“

I told myself I would work on some [practically abandoned] WIPs tonight, and I’m calling this one good.

Based, of course, on my first shirtless Dwalin sketch, complete with chest/shoulder tattoos. One of these days I’ll get around to sketching out the tattoo designs I have planned for his back. 

If this sketch doesn’t testify to how varied my style is and how quickly it’s shifting and changing, I don’t know what does.

Not into the pairing, myself, but shirtless Dwalin must always be reblogged. Especially when it’s NEW shirtless Dwalin.

*ogles shamelessly* 8D

Nope, you guys weren’t hearing things.  That was my Ori Muse. 

Ori: DWALIN SON OF FUNDIN YOU PUT ON THAT SHIRT RIGHT NOW. NO ONE GETS TO OGLE THAT GORGEOUS CHEST BUT ME!!!

Dwalin: Yes dear.

Dori: WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN AND WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME MY BABY BROTHER IS IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH THAT BRUTE?!!  *swoons*

Nori: Same way as most things happen.  When we weren’t looking.  By the way, Dwalin - you be good to my baby brother or it won’t be pretty.  *smiles innocently*

Balin: I’m not saving you from Thorin, brother mine.  He’s going to have a FIELD DAY.

Dwalin: Eh.  He guessed before I even knew.